The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 929

“After a busy night, we made three big boxes of sandwiches, pizzas that stacked up to a meter high, a big pot of soup, lots of fresh noodles and salads in instant boxes… ..."

"The stuff was steaming hot, it smelled good, it tasted good, so when we got it to the relief site, the mobsters were happy."

"There's a rare time when they don't call us little bastards, oh my god, I can't believe there's a mob boss calling us geniuses, they're ready for instant food..."

"In this case, why are there conflicts?" Schiller asked with some doubts.

Tire sighed and said, "It's not us who clashed with the gangsters, but the rescued old street residents."

"When the house was about to collapse, many people felt the shaking, ran out early, or jumped directly from the upstairs. These people were slightly injured, and there was no problem with their activities and speech."

"When the gang members rushed to the disaster relief, they were still looking for their belongings among the ruins. At that time, the wind was heavy and rainy, and most of them ran out in their sleep. They didn't have any clothes to protect them from the wind and rain. The wound is still bleeding."

"The gang members persuaded them to go to the shed built by the Wayne Group to take shelter from the rain and bandage their wounds, but this group of people had to dig through the ruins and try to salvage their property."

Tire said helplessly: "Originally, after the completion of the second phase of the project, they should have moved there as soon as possible, but it was because they were packing up those things that it wasted time. Otherwise, there would have been no one in those dangerous buildings."

"They were willing to clean up there themselves, and the gang members didn't bother to take care of them, but later, when the construction vehicles of the Wayne Group came in to clean up the construction debris, they insisted on stopping them, saying that the vehicles would crush their things..."

"Oh my god! Who can appreciate their rags? But they just stay there. Of course, the gangsters won't be used to them. The gangsters shot and wounded a leader."

"Originally, in Gotham, so many gangsters have drawn their guns, everyone should run out to find a bunker."

"But I don't know what's the matter. These people seem to be crazy, and they dare to go up and attack the gangsters. In fact, there are not many gangsters living here in the old street. Most of them are peripheral members of the gangsters, such as chefs. , service providers, and bustards, these people have never dared to compete with gangsters..."

"But last night, during the typhoon, they seemed to be crazy, especially the leader who was shot and wounded by the gangsters. I know him. My mother likes to call him a tuberculosis man, because he always Constantly coughing..."

"The gangsters took a lot of effort to drive them out. After dawn, the gangsters sat there and wanted to eat, but the group came back again. This time, they wanted to grab the food brought by the children. of."

"The gang wanted to shoot them all to death, but the people from the Wayne Group refused. After all, these people are already residents of the second phase. It is understandable that the Wayne Group wants to ensure their safety."

"The gangsters were guarding us with guns, but the tuberculosis ghost who was shot and only half-lived somehow bypassed the gangsters and rushed towards me..."

"At that time, I was serving soup to the diners with a spoon, and he rushed up like that. I was shocked and hit him on the head with a spoon. Unexpectedly, he stretched out like he was not afraid of pain. Trying to catch me..."

"I... I have never experienced such a thing..." Tire showed a terrified expression, and he said: "From childhood to adulthood, all the jobs I do are arranged by my mother, and I have never seen anyone rush Come up, like you're going to eat me..."

"At that time, I was a little scared and stupid. I didn't know how to hide. Jason pushed me away, but Jason's arm stretched out, and the tuberculosis ghost directly grabbed his arm..."

"The little six-fingered girl next to him pulled Jason back. Jason shook his arm vigorously. Although he shook off the tuberculosis ghost's hand, his nails had already penetrated Jason's flesh. At that time, three deep cuts were made..."

Tire was very annoyed and said: "It's all my fault, I should have sent him to the hospital earlier! But Jason said, this is a minor injury, just bandage it and it will be fine. We were busy at the time and we were short of manpower. There is no need to send him to the hospital..."

"However, after being busy for a while in the morning, Jason's face was frighteningly pale. A female doctor in Wayne's medical team checked his wound and said that there was a possibility of infection. He applied some medicine and bandaged him again. After a while, I gave him two antipyretics..."

"We thought it was all right, but when we came back, Jason said he was a little sleepy, so he went back to the room to sleep, but he didn't come out for a long time. We found the administrator of the building to open the door, and found that he fell asleep. Still hot all over."

Coppert sighed and continued: "At that time, we found out that he had already had a fever, so we gave him two antipyretics. At first, the temperature dropped a little, but it still didn't work."

"I called Bruce Wayne, but he is also very busy there. It is said that the few residents who were rescued last night had a sudden mental illness and attacked him. He is investigating what happened with the doctor. "

Schiller narrowed his eyes and looked at Jason's arm. The three scars were no longer bleeding, but they were very swollen, even his entire forearm was swollen.

Jason's complexion was pale, but his lips were very red. It looked like he was congested due to overheating. Schiller tested the temperature on the side of his neck with the back of his hand and found that his temperature was frighteningly high.

"You go out first, I need to check his wounds." Schiller turned to the two and said, after Cobbot and the tires were out, Schiller grabbed Jason's wrist and asked Gray Mist: " Can you give him a physical? It doesn't look like an ordinary wound."

Gray Mist was silent for a while, and then said: "It's a bit strange. I'm reorganizing his cells and cooling down the overall temperature, but I don't know why, but there are always changes around the wound where he was scratched."

"Mutation? What do you mean?"

"I can heal almost all wounds by changing the structure of human tissue. After all, the essence of a wound is that human tissue is destroyed. As long as it can be repaired, the wound will definitely heal."

"My symbiont factor can be converted into human cells to fill the lost or necrotic cells. In theory, this small injury should be healed instantly, but in the process of filling and repairing, it is still getting worse... ..."

"Why?" Schiller asked.

A series of doubtful emotions came from the gray mist, and he said: "...It's hard to tell, I can only feel that there is a mysterious factor attacking the wound, and I'm trying to peel them off... Very good, I can't peel them off at all .”

Schiller heard the gray fog sigh and said: "He is not my host. I don't have that strong control over his body. If some coercive measures are taken, he may lose an arm."

"Then let him lose an arm." Schiller said very firmly: "There is a medicine for limb regeneration, and it will grow back sooner or later."

Gray Fog seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said: "I trapped this factor in the wound on his arm, and it's enough to cut off the arm physically. I blocked his pain-sensing nerves, so he won't feel anything." .”

Schiller paused, and then said, "... isn't there a milder cure?"

Gray Mist thought for a while and said: "You can try to let the guy living in the umbrella eat this factor, he seems to eat everything."

"So. Are you unwilling to eat because of picky eaters?" Schiller asked, while turning back to take the umbrella, Gray Mist groaned twice and said, "No, I can only eat things that can be transformed into symbiotic factors. If you can’t transform it, you can only spit it out intact.”

"In other words, you can't transform this mysterious factor?"

Gray Fog thought for a while and said: "It's not accurate to say it's a factor, it doesn't really exist, so I can't eat anything, it's more like a... um... illusory curse, so I let it You try it with that dark guy, both of them are curses, maybe it will work?"

Schiller took the umbrella over, and then brought the tip of the umbrella close to Jason's arm. Soon, a black mist wrapped around Jason's arm.

After the cursed soul stayed on Jason's arm for a while, it returned to Schiller's umbrella pole.

The cursed soul left, Jason's arm did not change, but the next second, the gray mist began to repair, and the wound healed in an instant.

Gray Fog said proudly: "Look, I'll just say it's effective, this thing must be a curse, otherwise, he wouldn't be so delicious!"

Schiller held the handle of the umbrella and felt the emotion from the cursed soul. He found that the emotion of the cursed soul seemed to become clearer this time, and he was indeed satisfied and jumping for joy.

"So you like to eat curses?" Schiller said with some surprise, "I thought you should like to eat things like souls..."

But at this time, the cursed soul actually had a thought, to the effect that "the soul is not delicious, but this curse is delicious".

Schiller was a little surprised again, because before that, the cursed soul was incapable of answering his question.

This cursed soul that was twinned with Constantine first obtained the innate magical ability in the mother's womb just like Constantine, but then was killed by Constantine and became an indelible The spirit of the curse, which later became Schiller's umbrella spirit.

However, this little guy doesn't have the growth ability as gray mist. After staying in the umbrella for so long, it's not like Schiller has tried to communicate with him, but every time he failed.

The soul of the curse can only convey very simple emotions, and can only convey one emotion at a time, so there is no way to make a judgment. But this time, Schiller clearly felt his two attitudes towards two things. This is the beginning of logic. formed performance,
Now, Schiller has a feeling that it's not that the child is stupid, but that I haven't raised it well. He really doesn't know that the soul of the curse wants to eat the curse, and it seems that it must be the curse of the world he was born in. It turned out that he was so hungry that he couldn't think.

Schiller turned his attention back to Jason from the cursed soul. The wound on his arm had disappeared, and his complexion was much better. Schiller stretched out his hand and tried his temperature, and found that his fever was also gone. Return.

The moment Schiller withdrew his hand, Jason suddenly jumped up from the bed, as if awakened from a nightmare, he panted, looked around, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Schiller.

Schiller looked at Jason and asked, "Do you remember what happened?"

"I...I..." Jason closed his eyes hard, his voice still seemed a little weak, but then he suddenly widened his eyes and said:

"Those residents...the rescued residents...they are going crazy!! Stop them!!!!"

(End of this chapter)